What are the odds that he was drunk?

Tr0mBoNe: What are the odds that he was drunk?

Fumes.

The goggles! They did nothing!

The man, whose name was not available, came home in the afternoon to his Northeast Portland house. He returned from a week-long, out-of-town job working on a crane, according to Paul Corah, spokesman for Portland Fire & Rescue. The man reportedly told his wife he would try to clean grease stains from his coat.

Suicide. Needed to establish accidental death so insurance would pay.

Odd story, but it could be he tried putting himself through the washing machine first, and when that didn't work he bathed himself in solvent.

Chemical burns suck. When I was younger and more mysophobic, I tried on at least two occasions to wash my hands with bleach, which burned quite a bit. Eventually, I wised up and switched to rubbing alcohol instead.

That's just a strange situation. He tried to clean his clothes while he was wearing them? In the bathtub?

Did he spill the stuff on himself or something?

dahmers love zombie: Suicide. Needed to establish accidental death so insurance would pay.

I'm starting to wonder that myself. too strange.

wingedkat: Did he spill the stuff on himself or something?

I'd imagine that he was trying to clean the stains from some clothes when the chemicals splashed onto him and the clothes that he was wearing, so he jumped in the tub and ran water over the burns because of how much the chemicals hurt.

dahmers love zombie: The man, whose name was not available, came home in the afternoon to his Northeast Portland house. He returned from a week-long, out-of-town job working on a crane, according to Paul Corah, spokesman for Portland Fire & Rescue. The man reportedly told his wife he would try to clean grease stains from his coat.

Suicide. Needed to establish accidental death so insurance would pay.

I'm not so sure. One time I tried rendering soap in the kitchen. I accidentally gave myself some kind of poisoning. I didn't even notice until my aunt came in the room and started speaking like we were underwater and I was like "Oh, I'm not sleepy, I'm dying." and opened some windows.

Fumes sneak up on ya.

ko_kyi: doglover: I didn't even notice until my aunt came in the room and started speaking like we were underwater and I was like "Oh, I'm not sleepy, I'm dying." and opened some windows.

Fumes sneak up on ya.


That's pretty scary

It is. You can go from chemical smell to dying without noticing.

Luckily, I was away of the danger and had taken some precautions. Just not enough.

It's like those stories you hear of people dying of carbon monoxide. You'd never even know your chimney was backed up. You'd just be. "Hmm. Smells smokey. I'll check in the morning."

I bet that's what happened to this guy. He sprayed the solvent, got "Hmm, I feel tire-" and fell into the chemicals.

The thread in the newspaper article is pretty calm and kind. Obviously no Farkers reading Oregon Live.

Let's all wish him good recovery and minimal damage.

Regardless, my best wishes and good thoughts to this unfortunate man and his family and I hope he makes a speedy recovery.

Read this story to your kids and remind them about chemical safety.

Pussies.

Tar was the thing I never suspected. My first day working on a ship, I was assigned to tar the rigging. I went up with a brush and tar-pot, and went to work. Some of it splashed on me (this was cold, not hot tar), and I thought nothing of it, figuring I'd wash it off later. By the time "later" came, it was burning like a mofo and had left blisters up and down my arms.

At a restaurant I worked at, someone tried the "I'll save a step by using bleach and ammonia at the same time" trick, which led to the place being evacuated and hazmat teams called. I got half a whiff of it, and was hacking up mucus for a week.

TFA didn't really make it clear if the guy was wearing the clothes in the tub, which would be stupid as all hell, or if he was overcome by the fumes and passed out into the tub, which would make more sense. I'm trying to figure out why the rescue workers would put him in a hazmat suit, though. I would think that would only concentrate the fumes remaining and keep fresh air out, when you'd probably want the guy exposed to as much air as possible. *shrug*.

buckler: Tar was the thing I never suspected. My first day working on a ship, I was assigned to tar the rigging. I went up with a brush and tar-pot, and went to work. Some of it splashed on me (this was cold, not hot tar), and I thought nothing of it, figuring I'd wash it off later. By the time "later" came, it was burning like a mofo and had left blisters up and down my arms.

At a restaurant I worked at, someone tried the "I'll save a step by using bleach and ammonia at the same time" trick, which led to the place being evacuated and hazmat teams called. I got half a whiff of it, and was hacking up mucus for a week.

TFA didn't really make it clear if the guy was wearing the clothes in the tub, which would be stupid as all hell, or if he was overcome by the fumes and passed out into the tub, which would make more sense. I'm trying to figure out why the rescue workers would put him in a hazmat suit, though. I would think that would only concentrate the fumes remaining and keep fresh air out, when you'd probably want the guy exposed to as much air as possible. *shrug*.

With 70% of his skin gone you'd want the minimum amount of foriegn bits hitting his meat. Otherwise you're lookin' at sepsis and death inside a few days.

doglover: With 70% of his skin gone you'd want the minimum amount of foriegn bits hitting his meat. Otherwise you're lookin' at sepsis and death inside a few days.

I must have missed that part. Makes sense in that case. I hope he was still unconscious when they put it on and took it off...that had to hurt like hell.

"Who would want to wear an on-fire suit?!"